Your voice
I cling
to the fading sound
of your voice
with a tenacious grip
of my perception.
I sway
to its vibrations
through the luscious forest
of my thoughts,
dwelling in
voluptuous emotions.
I inhale the purity
of this love tune,
dripping dew
on newly sprouted
morning flowers.
Your sound,
magnetic and primordial,
beckons me to relax
and fall into you
in full trust
and abandon.
Bare to the soul,
I wrap myself
into the liana
of your charm
and take a leap
onto new horizons.
And there upon
the edge of life’s
phenomenon,
your voice lingers
in ardent whispers,
inviting me
to dance along.
Love,
Margherita
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